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 Jan 2015 shosho Rea
Fake smiles
I know you love her, and I know why,
I just don't know, why you had to lie.
Despair has been my only friend
She visits me again and again
This relationship we have
Has to come to an end
I’m tired and worn
“I’ll make her go away”, this I have sworn
But she is so real
So close and familiar
Without her, how will I survive?
I don’t know, but it’s time to say goodbye
I don't remember building
a friendship so easily...
Not Til You!
I don't remember being
so comfortable expressing myself...
Not Til You!
I don't remember feeling
like the other is really listening...
Not Til You!
I don't remember feeling
such a peace with a quiet moment...
Not Til You!
I don't remember wanting
to be the other half of a whole so soon...
Not Til You!
I don't remember having
such a bonding connection...
Not Til You!
I don't remember being
treated as if 'I'm Special' by another...
Not Til You!
I don't remember feeling
like I truly belong with one...
Not Til You!

2008

COPYRIGHT; Sabrina Denise Healey,
~Angelmom~
 Jan 2015 shosho Rea
Ashley
i want to crawl inside of you,
know all the things you know,
duck in the corners of your mind,
drink your pain and swallow,
slurp every toxic shot down, down,
my throat, lose my inhibitions,
fall down the rabbit hole

i want to dig myself into
your godforsaken bones,
wrap myself around you and blow,
squeeze some life into your eyes,
those blue-black, bottomless holes,
the windows to your battered, ravenous
soul
let me breathe into your mouth,
hot and wet and whole,
until i'm drowning and you've been
sewn, sewn, sewn,
broken heart beating again,
until you've been filled to the brim,
until my body runs dry
and i remember i can't swim,
until i'm a canyon of ruthless
desolate despair,
until i'm just a vessel
that Hades found of use,
bleeding through your fingertips
to scorch me inside out,
and all is dust and ash

sacrifice is such a common theme;
i'm ruined so entirely that it's beyond tragic,
yet even Juliet never looked
quite so **** classic
 Jan 2015 shosho Rea
DC raw love
i always hear the saying

life is unfair, from the old
and
thats not fair, from the young

me, i never speak these words
but they do come to mind

when i hear some say
lifes is unfair fair
or
thats not fair

is it usally because
something they didn't get
or something they lost

what makes someone say this
are they
spoiled, soiled
or
just don't understand life

tell me please
he never said
"i love you",
he never said
"i miss you",
he never said
"get lost"
and
he also never said
"i hate you"
then
why the hell
i'm waiting
for him
to miss me
to love me
and
to marry me
tell me something guys
i feel so depressed
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